I'm broken, shaking fear of losing.
Looking down on myself easy.
Face it, lying to believe it.
No smile, crying ways to be sad.
Darkness, all around me goes black.
Haunted by myself see again.
Just 20, already I gave up.Ik its not complete 🥴
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Unspoken
PoetryWords that are not spoken. Some by choice, some by Life and some by you.
I' Broken
I'm broken, shaking fear of losing.
Looking down on myself easy.
Face it, lying to believe it.
No smile, crying ways to be sad.
Darkness, all around me goes black.
Haunted by myself see again.
Just 20, already I gave up.Ik its not complete 🥴